MTL - Let’s Chat About The Guy Who Entered The Book To Chase After Me-Chapter 50

Thinking of these two words, Wen Xuan's sweat dripped. He couldn't figure out what those words meant at that time, and now looking at the prospects, he naturally felt that the words meant no doubt here. For a time, Wen Xuan was at a loss.

Chu Lian rarely told him in that tone. Since Chu Lian said so, it must be a terrible thing.

Wen Xuan stared at the small hole on the ice surface that had just been smashed by himself, and regretted it, for fear that the ice surface would really be damaged by him.

Fortunately, after a while, the cave began to slowly disappear on its own. At the same time, the young figure faded slightly. It was an almost imperceptible hint that this divine thought was consuming its power to guard it.

Wen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly let the turbulent aura around him to go to other places. As for this piece of ice, he thinks it is better not to touch it for the time being.

Before leaving, Wen Xuan looked back. The young figure was still floating there, looking at him with a smile.

It was a laugh without any substance, but inexplicably reassuring.

In the end, Wen Xuan was swept up by this pounding aura in his entire body, and there were a total of 48 punches, which were several times more powerful than the last time. This was only the first step of Ning Yuan. Soon, Wen Xuan's mind was detached from the inner view and plunged into an inexplicable void.

This is a space called the Tao.

Only when breaking through the realm, the spiritual master can use the power of the aura to communicate the world and touch the Tao. At this moment, many of the concepts that originally seemed to be covered by obstructions will become clear, and spiritual thoughts will reach an unprecedented level of development. Only through this process can the monk gain a deeper understanding of what he has cultivated, and can really take that step forward.

The last time Wen Ningyuan was in this process. Therefore, before the Shock Foundation fell directly into the realm, Wen Xuan's Ning Yuan could only be regarded as half a Ning Yuan. Even if Taoism and mana could be reluctantly condensed into Yuanyuan theory, his mind has been stuck on the foundation.

Now this deficiency is finally filled.

Wen Xuan opened his eyes from the void and saw that there were many hazy floating lights floating on him. As soon as he thought about it, these floating lights began to walk away. This is a reflection of his inner thoughts.

What kind of scene do you want these floating lights to make up? What path will you take in the future?

Wen Xuan asked himself and thought about the answer. As the answer becomes clearer, the excess floating light gradually dissipates, the scattered floating light gradually gathers, and finally converges into three clear lights and shadows. Wen Xuan reached out his hand and touched it, his heart was full of joy.

Break and stand. The second time he broke through to Ningyuan, he finally realized that there were three magical spells that belonged to him alone. This is the number of contempt among the monks, just like when he broke through from the refiner to the foundation.

After going through the ups and downs, he finally achieved the strength that a Ningyuan monk should have.

Hearing only a clear sound, the aura surrounding Wenxuan's body gathered and scattered, and even a layer of air waves rolled up. In the clothes that were brought up, Wen Xuan opened his eyes with a smile, and looked again at the cave where he was.

The cold has been swept away, and here for the first time in fifty years, there was a sense of melting snow. Although the horn of the demon in his hand was still exuding chills, but Wenxuan's mana was running, the cold air was continuously sucked into his body, and he could not overflow his palm.

With success, Wenxuan couldn't help showing up. Now just wait to get this thing back.

Thinking about it that way, Wen Xuan looked at the hole, but what he saw in front of him made him stunned.

I don't know when a person, a woman, stood at the entrance.

Why is there a woman in such a place? Wen Xuan had just flashed this question in her mind, and the woman had drifted into the hole.

Yes, drift in.

Wen Xuan couldn't help taking a step back. He remembered that this was probably the legendary female ghost. But finally met.

Although it is said that the female ghost's path is not high, Wenxuan raised a twelve-point alert.

The female ghost's head was raised, and she could see her appearance before she was a beautiful woman. But now that Qingxiu's face is pale, a little more horrible. She just held this pale face and kept staring at Wen Xuan.

In fact, long before Wen Xuan found her, she was staring at Wen Xuan, and didn't know how long.

"This ... girl?" Wen Xuan was staring at her scalp and couldn't help asking, "Why are you stuck here?"

Although it was clear that the other party should not hurt himself, it was the first time he encountered such a thing, and it was inevitable that he would be a little irritated. After all, ghosts are very scarce. Unless they have great obsessions or grievances, they will not stay in the world.

The female ghost didn't answer, still staring at Wen Xuan so straightly.

Wen Xuan was preparing to continue trying to communicate, and the female ghost suddenly became excited.

I saw her open her mouth and yelled aloud, but she couldn't understand what it was. The roar hadn't landed yet, she slammed towards Wenxuan.

Wen Xuan suddenly took a big step back.

The female ghost rushed towards his face door, but stopped abruptly from him, as if hitting a wall.

That's Wenxuan's bodyguard aura.

Wenxuan was a decent Ningyuan monk in Xuanmen, and his aura could naturally restrain such ghosts. I saw a lot of green smoke emerging from the female ghost, with pain on her face, obviously not bad.

"Girl," Wen Xuan's face sank. "What do you want to do?"

The female ghost turned a deaf ear and didn't even care about the pain caused by this aura. She just opened her mouth and cried, her hands kept scratching on the barrier erected by the body aura, trying desperately to get closer.

"It's useless," Wenxuan told her, "you are too shallow to break my aura."

I don't know if the female ghost understood, she suddenly stepped back a little.

Wenxuan was relieved.

As a result, the tone had not landed, and the female ghost rushed up again and hit the barrier again. It was a suicide-like act, and she wept loudly.

Wenxuan couldn't look cold anymore. Somehow, seeing the scene in front of him, his heart tightened.

"Girl, why are you persistent?" His voice gave a little unrecognizable tremor. "What on earth are you obsessed with? Tell me, maybe I can help you. Don't rely on it, why do you have to do such useless work ? "

But the female ghost didn't know to give up at all, and still kept bumping on the barrier that was impossible to break through. The yin on her body was constantly broken, making a loud noise, as if burned. It was an extreme pain, but she just cried and didn't stop for a moment.

Wen Xuan's scalp was numb. What is she going to do? Taking Yang Qi? Will ghosts injure themselves to this point in order to inhale yang? Wenxuan didn't understand ghosts and didn't know the answer.

He wanted to hear exactly what syllables were coming out of the other person's throat, but no matter how they were discerned, they were just out of order. But the sound is not completely elusive, like someone would make ...

Wen Xuan's face changed slightly, and he asked uncertainly, "Are you ... dumb before your life?"

The female ghost whined twice, still a syllable that could not be discerned at all, like the dumb among mortals. Because of numerous suicidal impacts, her appearance has become a lot lighter than the original, as if the residual candle in the wind will be blown away at any time. And her face finally shed two tears.

Looking at the tears, Wen Xuan didn't know why, but felt that he felt a heavy hammer in his heart, and it hurt a lot.

Seeing that the female ghost stepped back a little bit, and was about to hit again, Wen Xuan did something that she didn't know why.

He withdrew all the auras of protection, withdrew them all without leaving any.

When the female ghost burst into tears and rushed again, she rushed to him.

At the moment of being entangled with yin, Wenxuan was still a little stunned. He felt like he was crazy. Even if he had already stepped into the realm of Ningyuan, he was thrown away by the ghosts so unguardedly. As long as the other party had a little deliberate intention, he could not eat and walk, and it was impossible to die directly.

But nothing happened.

Wen Xuan felt tears falling on her shoulders, cold.

Then the smoldering entangled in him, and the tears on his shoulders, suddenly disappeared without any trace.

Wen Xuan looked around, and the shadow of the female ghost could no longer be found anywhere, almost thinking that it was just an illusion.

But it was impossible to be all hallucinations just now.

Of course, the female ghost may just be gone or hidden. But then, what's the point of her persistent behavior before?

Wenxuan was puzzled, and shook his head, left the matter behind for a while, put the demon horn in his sleeve that day, went out of the cave, and walked down the mountain.

The path down the mountain is much smoother than when going up the mountain. Because the horn of the demon is no longer in place, the array of eyes is destroyed, and the cold wind in the mountain is almost completely dissipated, leaving only a little cold air left in the snow. It took less than one-fifth of the time to come, and Wen Xuan saw the stone with the mark.

To his surprise, two figures stood beside the stone.

It has been at least one day and one night since the three were separated. Nonetheless, when Wenxuan appeared, Jian Jian saw it at first glance, and the whole person rushed over and slammed into Wenxuan's arms.

Wenxuan caught him and rubbed his hair. "Why not wait down the mountain?"

Simple did not speak, but buried his head on Wen Xuan's shoulder. His cheeks were flushed because of blowing in the cold wind for too long, and his hands were already purple.

"Wen Daoyou, you can figure it out." The Sun Daoer also ushered in, "I persuaded Jian Daoyou to go down the mountain, but he wouldn't be willing to do so." If it wasn't for the simple insistence, this person would not be accompanied Wait till now.

When he got closer, he realized that Wen Xuan's body was already full of Ning Yuan's breath, and he suddenly hesitated. After a long while, he arched his hands, with a subtle look, a little luck, and a little jealousy, "Congratulations to Wen Taoyou for being promoted to Ningyuan."

Wen Xuan nodded with a smile. He wanted to return the gift, but Jian Jian still leaned in his arms and refused to go out.

Wen Xuan sighed and did not push the person away. Instead, he found his frozen purple hands and hung them in his palm. "Sorry, I worry you."

"Don't worry about it." Jian Jian finally snored, but the volume was very small, "I know you won't be okay, just wait a long time."

Wen Xuan smiled and covered his face again. "Yes, sorry, I have kept you waiting."

The neglected Sun Taoren couldn't help but coughed, interrupted their blind-dog behavior, and asked, "Wen Daoyou, what is the situation on this mountain? I think the snow is weak. Many, whether ... "

When it comes to business, Wen Xuan Jian and the two finally split up.

Wen Xuan smiled and said four words, "I'm lucky."

"What?" Sun Daoren took a moment's notice, reacted quickly, and was very surprised. "Is this true?"

Wen Xuan took out the horn of the demon from his sleeve and placed it in front of him.

As soon as Sun Taoren was excited, he had to touch it with his hands, and was almost injured by the cold. These chills are now held in one palm by Wenxuan, but as long as they are encountered, they are still very terrible.

"I used a method ..." Wen Xuan intends to explain how to control the demon horn, but it involves his own exercises, and he doesn't know how to explain.

Fortunately, Sun Daoren didn't care and shook his hands. "Since this is the case, Wen Daoyou just hold it. When you see our fairy, please give it to her yourself."

Wen Xuan naturally nodded in agreement.

The three spoke while continuing to walk down.

Wen Xuan probably said something happened on the mountain. This Sun Taoist is very enthusiastic about Wenxuan, and the attitude of support is in place. Hearing that it was Ye Shengge's formation, his face was full of booing. Later, when he heard about the female ghost, he also showed contemplation, thinking with Wen Xuan seriously.

A simple post on the side of Wenxuan was surprisingly quiet, without saying a word.

"Under what circumstances will the ghost suddenly disappear?" Sun Taoren suddenly said, "Is it Buddha?"

Wen Xuan was stepping on a small snow bag, and when he heard this, he almost fell into it.

"Just guess." Sun Taoren laughed twice more.

Wen Xuan could not help thinking about this sentence, the more he began to sweat the forehead.

Yeah, ghosts stay in the world, usually because of their unwillingness and obsession. Once the obsession is satisfied, the ghost will disappear naturally. However, Wen Xuan recalled the scene just now, and his scalp could not help but initiate Malai again. The female ghost's obsession, shouldn't he just throw him?

No, it's not just a flutter.

At the last moment, the female ghost held him in his arms.

Wenxuan was cold.

"That female ghost," he asked again, pretending to be inadvertent, "how long have you been here?"

Sun Daoren shook his head, "I can't tell the specifics. But according to people in the town, she has been here since this snowy mountain turned into a snowy mountain. It's almost fifty years."

Wen Xuan took a deep breath, and the coldness spread from his hands and feet to his heart.

He doesn't know his exact age or his birthday. He only knew that when Shui Yunzong was picked up by Chu Lian, it was almost fifty years ago.

"Right." Sun Daoyou said again, "Before you were trapped in the mountain, I was worried about something wrong, and I have written to our fairy. She was very attentive and wrote back that everything had been pushed away and she would have to rush Come. Now I have to tell her one more time and make her useless. "

"Will Murong Fairy come?" Wenxuan asked.

"That's what she said. But since you're fine, let her wait for us to go back."

"No," Wenxuan said, "if she can come, that would be great."

Suddenly, Sun Daoren didn't expect him to say so.

"I want to wait for her here." Wen Xuan silently clenched his fists in his sleeves. "I want to stay in that town for a few more days ... something to ask about." 2k novel reading network